The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 8 Chicken Noodle Soup

Cobwebs are knotted in the corner of the wall, and the floor also has a section of cracked stone slabs. This simple room only has simple furnishings such as a table, chairs and two beds. A window is opened towards the farmland near the north, and you can see it from inside. In the deserted fields outside, crops and weeds were planted together.

In the room, the pear wood tabletop with peeling varnish has mottled patterns. On it is only a bowl of hot, juicy and fragrant chicken noodle soup. The big red-patterned bowl is filled to the brim. Everyone's gluttonous stomach.

Meng Ju was already greedy, and when he saw that there were no strangers in the room, he laughed "haha", trying to pounce on the big red-striped bowl in vain.

Before the hand was raised, it was caught by Lu Lingqian's small white hand, staring at him with cat-like round eyes, and pouted in the direction of Mo Rang and Cai Lan.

"Senior Brother and Brother Mo haven't eaten, why are you trying to grab it?" Lu Lingqian took out a big cake from the package on the chair, "Come, eat this, Junior Sister won't fight with you."

Meng Ju was overwhelmed with the big cake, and looked at Mo Rang pitifully.

It almost made Mo Rang give up his principles and feed him all those eyeballs.

But luckily, his conscience stopped him.

The tall, thin man, who was in a mess and hadn't been dealt with yet, patted Cai Lan's shoulder heavily, and walked to the table with his long legs.

His bloodstained but deeply chiseled face carried an expression of integrity and kindness.

"Since you recognize me as the eldest brother, then I will not be polite." Mo Rang said bluntly, "I will accept this chicken soup, young heroes, I will never forget your kindness."

After speaking, without looking at the tangled faces of Meng Ju and Lu Lingqian, he took his left hand, which was soaked in mud, dew, and blood, and was covered in black and shiny, and inserted it into the noodle soup.

Hmm, eyeballs are so weird to touch.

Don't let your belly murmur and put on an ecstatic expression on your face.

Bear children, thank me, this is all to repay your kindness of bandaging...

"This noodle is smooth and firm, it must take a lot of work! Madam is really good at cooking!" Hypocrisy exclaimed.

All the eyeballs in the large red-striped bowl looked at Mo Rang, and his eyes reflected his blood-stained face that hadn't been wiped clean.

Meng Ju, who was bitterly gnawing dry food, gave a "suck" sound, feeling that eating big pancakes tasted like noodle soup.

"Good noodles, good noodles..."

Lu Lingqian patted the back of his head with a "slap", "Let's eat your dry food."

Cai Lan who was sitting on the bed did not hear anything outside the window.

Mo Rang drew out his left hand without any panic, and there were a few noodles, or eyes, in it. He felt like he was being buried, so he deliberately trembled slightly when he withdrew his hand back.

"Snapped"

"Ah" Meng Ju let out an exclamation.

"Ah, why did the good noodles fall off!" Mo Rang frowned and hurriedly stood up and moved the stool to pick up the noodles. In the process, he stepped on the eyeballs that fell on the ground several times.

A few round eyeballs were trampled into a ball of plasma meatloaf, and in the eyes of everyone, the poor noodles were trampled into pieces.

"This can't be eaten..." Meng Ju gnawed on the big cake.

Mo Rang shook his head and sighed, and said in a regretful tone, "Oh, people like me don't seem to have the luck to eat noodles..."

The shattered noodle soup lay quietly on the table, Mo Rang scooped two scoops of water from the basin beside the shelf to clean his hands, with distress and self-pity on his lips.

"When I clean up a bit, I will tell my wife that I can't eat this bowl of noodles. My family used to be a farmer. The farm is so hard, but I eat precious food so shamelessly. This must be God's punishment for me. .”

Mo Rang's tone was in place, and it was inaudible at all. It seemed that he was really lamenting that he was not blessed, and that he had worked too hard in poor farming.

"Brother Mo, don't say that, how could it be your fault, you are still seriously injured, it is inevitable that you will not be able to hold the noodle soup..."

The cake in Lu Lingqian's hand only had a small tooth mark. She was not a strong person, but now thinking of the scenery they saw when they first arrived here and treated Brother Mo's wound, she still wanted to cry.

Brother Mo had a wound the length of his forearm on his chest, which should be the reason why Brother Mo was seriously injured when he met them. So far, she still can't think of who would be so independent to such a kind person like Brother Mo. There is also a wound on Brother Mo's back. The terrible scratches and blood holes left his back completely torn, and Lu Qianling choked up. This is the injury that brother Mo suffered to protect his senior brother. It is lucky that such a wound can survive, how can you ask him to do so? more...

Seeing her teardrops falling like broken threads, Meng Ju didn't know why, so he could only take out the handkerchief to her in a "hey".

Mo Rang didn't know why this chivalrous girl became more and more sentimental, but it didn't matter, the key was how to escape from this village.

Speaking of serious injuries, Mo Rang actually felt that he was fine, and Mo Rang still believed in the effect of immortality.

After cleaning his hands, he took two handfuls of water and washed his face slightly, washing away the blood scabs and dirt on his face until he felt smooth skin, as if he had taken off a mask .

"Brother Mo, I have a change of clothes here." Meng Ju took his package and came to ask him to change clothes, but Mo Rang didn't have time, and it would not be too late to change after he escaped from the village, and there was no rush to change clothes.

and.

Mo Rang looked at the round-faced boy whose shoulders were raised and lowered.

"You're too short..."

To be honest, although he didn't ask how old these children are, he can roughly guess that they are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and their facial features still have immature outlines. Even if they pretend to be mature, they still look like children who steal their father's clothes .These three bear children are well nourished in the sect and practice martial arts. They must be much taller than their peers on earth. I can only say that my current shell is too tall...

Despite such an invisible mockery, Mo Rang still took out a coat and put it on. After all, the clothes on his body were too worn out. He looked at the boy with a warm smile and said, "Thank you for the young man's clothes."

Meng Ju was deceived by his affinity for a moment and forgot what he just said about his shortness, and his round face was wrinkled into a bitter face.

After holding back for a long time, unable to speak, Meng Ju finally said out of nowhere: "Don't think that I can forgive you because you are beautiful!"

After saying this, that round face was flushed with regret.

Lu Lingqian: ...

Cai Lan who was secretly listening: ...

Mo Rang touched his chin strangely, it seemed that he had grown a beard.He looked at the chin of the round-faced boy again.

Tsk, no beard yet.

No wonder he envies me so much, I didn't expect such a young boy to have such a high aesthetic concept, which is worth cultivating.

Mo Rang tied his half-length hair into a ponytail and hung it behind him. He was more upright with his dark blue short shirt. Under the envious eyes of the young man, he walked to the front of the table and picked up the messy bowl of noodle soup without any remorse. I plan to return it to others.

The remaining three people watched their noses, noses, noses, and mouths quietly and went about their own business, knowing that this kind-hearted elder brother who was a little out of his mind was going to return the chicken noodle soup to the village chief's house.

"Squeak-"

Mo Rang opened the door and turned to look at Cai Lan as he walked out, speaking in a deep tone.

"Keep an eye on the door, don't open it to anyone but me."

(End of this chapter)